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At Foster Ventures …

Ryan was sitting behind his desk, working on a few documents when a knock interrupted the peace in the air. His brows wrinkled slightly, but it didn't stay for long. It just looked like a small ripple in the water.

"Yes, come in," he affirmed, and soon the door was pushed open. 

It was Zenith, Ryan's secretary, who had come with a few files. 

"Sir, I brought you the files that you have asked for," she said as she walked hastily inside, moving straight to keep the files on the desk. 

Ryan glanced up at her, before darting his gaze to the files in her hand. A furrow appeared in between his brows. "Didn't I ask you to bring it the morning itself? What took you so long?" 

"Oh that …," Zenith hesitated, "Actually sir, I have already reviewed the papers for you. There are no errors anywhere. You can now just give it a rough scan and approve it."